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[ar_zimraphel]

*is starting to get really fed up of this pregnancy malarky*

*languishes in an armchair, wondering how she's ever going to get out of it again*

*scowls at everyone who comes into the room on general hormonal principle*

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[queen_ancalime]

*comes in and looks at you sympathetically*

You, like, wanna manicure or something? That always makes me feel better.

[ar_zimraphel]

Pfft. Like anyone is going to notice my NAILS when I look liket his. >.

[queen_ancalime]

You gotta do your best :P

There's exercises for later. I totally did them day in and day out, but it took me just a few months to go back to my old clothes.

[ar_zimraphel]

Oh great. Exercises. I'm so looking forward to that.

[gimilkhad]

*can match you scowl for scowl*

[ar_zimraphel]

*glowers with the wrath o' hormones*

What's your problem. >:(

[gimilkhad]

That bloody little intern that my son has inflicted on me. No matter what I tell him to do, no matter how SIMPLE the task, he has to build a little machine to do it for him.

I'm beginning to wonder if he's capable of wiping his arse, or if he has a machine to do that for him too!

[ar_zimraphel]

Well. Believe me, I don't want to be the one to find out. >.<

*shifts, desperately trying to find some position that's comfortable*